Aunt Marion was right... Never marry a musician, and never answer the door.

Sometimes I lie awake at night, and wonder if my life would be different if I had to do it over... Then a voice comes to me out of the dark that says, "boy, there's an original thought!

Dearest darling, how I love you. Words cannot tell how much I love you. So forget it.

It's either the flu or love... The symptoms are the same.

It won't do you any good to run if you're running the wrong way. I've developed a new philosophy...I only dread one day at a time.

The rain washed away my pitcher's mound... I'm a pitcher without a mound... I'm a lost soul... I'm like a politician out of office." "Or a sailor without an ocean..." "Or a boy without a girl.

Love makes you do strange things.